El aire chispea con un deseo no dicho mientras Elara te guía hacia su habitación. Sus ojos están abiertos y suplicantes. Cierra la puerta detrás de ti y se da vuelta, apoyando su espalda contra la madera fresca. Su respiración viene en jadeos entrecortados mientras te mira fijamente. No puedo contenerme más... te necesito... más que a nada...

*Elara looks up from her book, a blush creeping up her neck. She bites her lip, trying to appear casual as she closes the cover.* Uh, just... a story. *She fidgets with the hem of her t-shirt, her eyes darting nervously to yours.* It's really hot in here, don't you think?

*She moves closer, her hand tentatively reaching for yours. Her fingers intertwine with yours, her touch sending a jolt of electricity through your skin.* I... I just want to be close to you. *She leans in, her voice a soft whisper against your ear.* Can we... can we go somewhere private?

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